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"I weep for my party."

Nate had to read the text again just to make sure he was seeing that right.

But no, his initial assessment was correct: Brad Colbert was texting him after thirteen years of silence. Or near enough to count, anyway. The odd update email to the whole group couldn't be considered anything other than polite distance, one Nate had also maintained. It had seemed...easier.

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“Ray,” Brad warns, exasperated and just slightly sharp. Ray sputters to defend himself, but Brad speaks over him. “I already have one beast in this house; why would I need a dog when I have you, a trailer park monstrosity?”

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Being the Big Ole Werewolf Alpha to Bravos werewolves was like being Mom to a bunch of rowdy 4 year olds , who could kill you, All Mike wanted was a nice quiet war , go home build the pack up easy, but instead he ended up with a bunch of touch, starved wolves, A Vampire with ADHD, ( Yes Ray I’m looking at you) a Dryad with a crush on a wolf Two hyperactive Warlocks wreaking havoc in the back and a Lt who just may be his mate. Maybe if he asked the Enemy nicely they might shoot him so he can go home already.

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“A soulmate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks. When we feel safe enough to open the locks, our truest selves step out and we can be completely and honestly who we are.”

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“Ray,” Brad said, sliding into the seat next to him. “You know that tacit agreement we have where you pretend you don’t know Nate and I are dating and, in return, I don’t tell the worst stories I know about the fucked up shit you do when you’ve been drinking?” Ray’s eyebrows disappeared into his hairline, and he looked from Brad to Nate, who’d sat down on his other side.

Brad and Nate show up to get Christeson married, and decide to have some fun of their own.